I dreamed I was experiencing starvation.
My mouth no longer salivated upon thought.
My stomach no longer rumbled at smells.
My mind no longer yearned for sustenance.
I was dreaming of emptiness... emotional emptiness. And, the only thing that kept me living was the hope that seared my cheeks in the form of fat, warm tears.
I awoke gasping and I vowed never to be empty. Life filled my lungs and I drifted...
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hot dogs with vinegared iceberg and potato chips
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In something I never expected to have to clarify, this is a hot dog recipe
but it is not a recipe *for* hot dogs. I know that I have a history of
making ...
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